Soda’s Perspective
“Daddy is this flour or sugar!”
“Daddy these are burnt!”
Faith was in her high chair, making a giant mess with the Cheerios, Logan was just eating the waffles, and Grace was attempting to mix the waffle batter.
This was not working.
I was trying to make (Y/N) breakfast in bed for Mother’s Day with the kids, but we were failing miserably.
(Y/N) walks into the kitchen in her pajamas. As soon as she saw the mess we made, her eyes got wide.
I walk over to her. Grab her by the waist and give her a quick kiss. “Ok go put clothes on, we’re going out for breakfast.” She smiles. “Happy Mother’s Day, babe.”
“Daddy is this flour or sugar!”
“Daddy these are burnt!”
Faith was in her high chair, making a giant mess with the Cheerios, Logan was just eating the waffles, and Grace was attempting to mix the waffle batter.
This was not working.
I was trying to make (Y/N) breakfast in bed for Mother’s Day with the kids, but we were failing miserably.
(Y/N) walks into the kitchen in her pajamas. As soon as she saw the mess we made, her eyes got wide.
I walk over to her. Grab her by the waist and give her a quick kiss. “Ok go put clothes on, we’re going out for breakfast.” She smiles. “Happy Mother’s Day, babe.”
The yells from the lot were louder than ever.
You knew your boyfriend was there, and all his friends.
You hated it when they fought.
Those stupid fights.
You went over to lot, to make sure things weren’t getting out of hand. If they were, you’d definately call the police.
It would risk them getting arrested, but you didn’t want any of them hurt; or dead.
You saw bodies going at each other, caked in mud and blood.
You start to walk towards the fight (like an idiot) and are met with a punch to the face.
You fall into the mud, shocked by the blow.
“Hey! That’s my girlfriend!” Soda yells as he pushes the Soc over, and starts beating him repeatedly.
You feel a hand on your shoulder as you get up. You grab the hand and flip him over.
“Hey,” you thought. “This is fun.”
You understood why they liked these so much.
You knew your boyfriend was there, and all his friends.
You hated it when they fought.
Those stupid fights.
You went over to lot, to make sure things weren’t getting out of hand. If they were, you’d definately call the police.
It would risk them getting arrested, but you didn’t want any of them hurt; or dead.
You saw bodies going at each other, caked in mud and blood.
You start to walk towards the fight (like an idiot) and are met with a punch to the face.
You fall into the mud, shocked by the blow.
“Hey! That’s my girlfriend!” Soda yells as he pushes the Soc over, and starts beating him repeatedly.
You feel a hand on your shoulder as you get up. You grab the hand and flip him over.
“Hey,” you thought. “This is fun.”
You understood why they liked these so much.
***
You groan and turn over. You had the flu. You were really sore,tired, and cold. You thought nothing could make you feel better.
“Hey, (Y/N), you hungry?” Your boyfriend Soda asks from the doorway.
You shake your head. “I’m just cold.” You sniffle.
“Well that can be fixed.” He says smiling.
He gets onto the bed, and snuggles close to you, and puts all the blankets on top of you.
“Soda, you’re gonna get sick and…”
“I don’t care… All I care about is you, and that you’re gonna feel better.”
You groan and turn over. You had the flu. You were really sore,tired, and cold. You thought nothing could make you feel better.
“Hey, (Y/N), you hungry?” Your boyfriend Soda asks from the doorway.
You shake your head. “I’m just cold.” You sniffle.
“Well that can be fixed.” He says smiling.
He gets onto the bed, and snuggles close to you, and puts all the blankets on top of you.
“Soda, you’re gonna get sick and…”
“I don’t care… All I care about is you, and that you’re gonna feel better.”
We were sitting on the curb at two in the morning outside of the store. The boys were having a smoke while y’all were playing poker.
“Damnit, its freezing.” Two-Bit says, rubbing his arms. You heard some crazy lady yelling and screaming aboout some sale, and he smiled.
“I bet Soda’s warm.” Steve chuckles.
“Shut up.” Soda blushes.
“It’s your fault we’re here, Soda.” Two-Bit grins. “If you didn’t have a huge, totally obvious crush-“
“I said shut up.” His face gets even redder.
“I want to trade two cards in,” you say, handing them in.
Some lady came over, looking at you. She started yelling in your face about the scarf sale, her breath reeked of alcohol.
Two-Bits dying of laughter, but Soda pushes the lady away.
“You ok?” He asks.
“Damnit, its freezing.” Two-Bit says, rubbing his arms. You heard some crazy lady yelling and screaming aboout some sale, and he smiled.
“I bet Soda’s warm.” Steve chuckles.
“Shut up.” Soda blushes.
“It’s your fault we’re here, Soda.” Two-Bit grins. “If you didn’t have a huge, totally obvious crush-“
“I said shut up.” His face gets even redder.
“I want to trade two cards in,” you say, handing them in.
Some lady came over, looking at you. She started yelling in your face about the scarf sale, her breath reeked of alcohol.
Two-Bits dying of laughter, but Soda pushes the lady away.
“You ok?” He asks.
